Hopefully Not the Happiest Day of Our Lives

It was coming, coming, coming, coming, coming, coming, here, and gone. William and I had the most wonderful day on our wedding day. Someone told me it was raining that day, but I don't really remember. We both agreed that it was one of the best days of our lives...thus far. One of our wise friends said they hoped it wasn't the happiest day of our life and that the happiest days were ahead of us. We couldn't agree more.

I have so many thoughts about marriage and new found wisdom from my three weeks as a wife. But I wanted to post some of my favorite parts about the wedding and honey moon first. The honeymoon may take some serious time, because I took some serious pictures.

So you can obviously see all of the pictures that are on FB but I wanted to share some of the behind the scenes ones.

Thursday

I was so happy to be with my little Megan. I had seen all the other bridesmaids since graduating from college, but Megan moved to Minneapolis so I hadn't seen her in a year. But nothing ever changes about our friendship. I was so happy to see her. 

 As soon as I had people to help me with the wedding, I put them to work. We tied 200+ bells to place cards, it only took like 2 hours. No big deal. So helpful. Also, I had gotten my spray tan the day before, hence why I look like I just came back from a cruise.

Friday

 We took all the bridesmaids out for lunch and mani/pedis. Literally, the worst manicure/pedicure experience I have ever had, but everyone managed to keep their cool. Good thing because I was stressssssing about it.

 This picture is at the rehearsal, and I just thought it was interesting because these two people had never met before that day, but they were two of the most crucial people in supporting our relationship. Such contrast. Sacred and secular. Old and young. Both wise. Both holy. Both loving.

 Little James, the show stealing ring bearer. 

 Ha. 

My beautiful friends.

Saturday 

 Such a typical Megan face. I love it. 

 Signing the license

 Going to take pictures

 My poor little sicky was so beautiful, even if she felt like poop.

 This girl. I swear everyday I hear about something else that went wrong with the wedding that she took care of that I never knew about. As the wedding was going on, I thought to myself, shouldn't this be more stressful? The answer is no, not if you have the best bridesmaids ever to protect and love you, lead by the best friend and maid of honor ever. They were seriously like Alpha Team. They are available for rent, for a modest royalty fee of course.

 My brother Thomas was given the strict job of taking pictures of people crying. Spot on, Tom. She is so beautiful. 

 I love the look on his face.

 Me and Thomas, the photographer of most of these lovely shots and my baby

Blove giving her speech. So proud.